Lu Yin contacted Ban Jiu and asked him to make another set of universal armor. To save time, Ban Jiu gave Lu Yin some blueprints and asked him to refine the materials nearby. With the Black Street's ability, it was enough to refine some materials. After all, the Black Street relied on the universe's trash to sustain itself, and there were better techniques for dealing with trash that could not be processed elsewhere.
Lu Yin dissected the materials that Ming Yan had given him and then handed the raw materials and blueprints to Ming Yan so that she could find someone to refine them. It would take some time, and during this time, he would be heading to the Daosource Sect's ruins.
He had never forgotten about the Nine Yang Cauldron Transformation battle technique, but he had not been able to go because he did not have the time. Now, he could finally go.
He took out his futon, as it had been a long time since he had been to the Daosource Sect's ruins. Lu Yin sighed and then sat on it. He then appeared at the futon plaza.
The last time he had been here was not long after the Sixth Mainland had given up on attacking.
Now, the plaza was livelier than the last time he had been here. Lu Yin changed his appearance slightly, stood up, and headed towards First Divine Gate.
Outside First Divine Gate, a group of people watched Lu Yin approach and exchanged glances.
Just as Lu Yin was about to enter First Divine Gate, one of them stepped forward to stop him. "Brother, the First Divine Gate Guardians aren't easy to deal with. Do you want to charge in together?"
Lu Yin smiled and refused. "No need."
"Brother, I see that you're a Cruiser, which is second only to a Realmling. You won't be in any danger if you work together with us. Besides, we have the Realmling Di Luo behind us, so we can guarantee your safety in the Daosource Sect's ruins."
Lu Yin was surprised. "Di Luo?
Isn't the Realmling Di Fa? "
Their expressions changed, and they stared at Lu Yin warily. "You're not from the Sixth Mainland?"
"I'm from the Martial Immortal Realm."
They were astonished. "The Martial Immortal Realm?
Why would someone from the Martial Immortal Realm come to First Divine Gate? "
Lu Yin shrugged. "I don't know, but I'm here."
"The Bloodburn Realm's Realmling is now Di Luo. Lord Di Fa has passed the age limit and is no longer a Realmling," the person explained. He then looked at Lu Yin seriously. "Say that you're from the Martial Immortal Realm. Show us your imprint."
Lu Yin smiled. "Sure." With that, he disappeared.
The group, where did he go?
Lu Yin quickly passed through the First Divine Gate and arrived at the Budding Terrace. He then headed towards the space of the Nine Cauldrons.
Di Fa had surpassed the age limit and was no longer a Realmling. This meant that most of the Realmlings who had competed against each other before had already surpassed the age limit, and the same was true for the Fifth Mainland's Ten Arbiters. A new era had arrived, but Lu Yin was still part of the younger generation, if he didn't count the years that Lu Xiaoxuan had lived.
He could be considered as someone who had lived through that era.
Not long after, Lu Yin arrived at the Nine Cauldrons' space and discovered that it was still sealed.
When he had absorbed the cauldron aura, he had caused the first cauldron to shatter. Many of the Sixth Mainland's older generation experts had come to investigate, and the various major factions had fought over the cauldrons. They had sealed off the space within the Nine Cauldrons, and even though many years had passed since then, the incident was still on everyone's mind.
It was impossible for ordinary people to enter the space of the Nine Cauldrons.
Lu Yin, on the other hand, was different. He had walked right past those people who had sealed off the space within the Nine Cauldrons, and none of them had noticed.
The first cauldron shattered, and Lu Yin entered the second cauldron. He discovered that there were people inside, most likely descendants of Imprinter families. They were all passersby, so he knocked them out and began to absorb the cauldron qi.
Compared to the last time he absorbed the cauldron aura, his strength had undergone a qualitative transformation. He was pleasantly surprised to discover that the cauldron aura absorption speed had increased.
Very quickly.
A few days later, the second cauldron trembled, and then, under the shocked gazes of many, it fell and shattered.
"Quick, quick, inform the elders of the families that the second cauldron has changed!" someone cried out.
Many people rushed towards the shattered cauldron, as if they were searching for something. The people who had been knocked out by Lu Yin in the second cauldron were startled awake when the cauldron fell. They looked around in confusion, as they had no idea what had happened.
"Someone knocked us out," someone said in a low voice. He subconsciously imprinted and raised his strength to its peak. "Seal the entrance. No one is allowed to leave."
Not only were there people in the second cauldron, but there were also people in the third, fourth, and ninth cauldrons. Jian Ru walked out from the ninth cauldron with a calm expression. His voice echoed throughout the space within the Nine Cauldrons. "No one is allowed to act rashly."
No one dared to speak. Even though Jian Ru had been defeated by Xiaoqing and lost his position as a Realmling, he had still been a Realmling in the past. Now, he had retired from the younger generation due to his advanced age. In the eyes of these youths, Jian Ru was considered an elder expert.
Even though they had secretly cursed Jian Ru and the others for being shameless and entering the Daosource Sect's ruins to compete with them for opportunities, they still did not dare to act impudently in front of this person.
Jian Ru's gaze swept across the space within the Nine Cauldrons. This place was not large, and he could easily see through it.
Finally, his gaze settled on the third cauldron.
The first cauldron and the second cauldron had both shattered, so it should be the third cauldron's turn next.
As he thought about this, he leapt into the third cauldron, and then … then, he lost consciousness.
Lu Yin felt helpless. What was the point of all this? He had only wanted to quietly absorb the cauldron aura, but there had been such a big commotion.
He looked outside the cauldrons. These people were probably waiting for news from Jian Ru. Imitating Jian Ru's voice could intimidate these people, but the older generation's powerhouses should be arriving soon. At that time, they would not be intimidated by Jian Ru.
Since that was the case, Lu Yin exhaled and completely released his domain, which instantly enveloped the space within the Nine Cauldrons.
Some people's expressions changed. "What a powerful domain!" Before they could react, everyone fell to the ground. They had all been subdued by Lu Yin's domain.
Lu Yin raised a hand and arranged a flow diversion diagram to isolate the third cauldron. He then began to absorb the cauldron aura.
Not long after, one youth after another entered the space within the Nine Cauldrons. They had all received news that the second cauldron had shattered, so they quickly rushed over. However, when they arrived, they saw that everyone had fainted.
The crowd panicked, and no one dared to act rashly.
Soon after, an expert arrived, and it was Hong Ying.
The Daosource Sect's ruins were a battlefield for youths to compete for opportunities, but this was only by default. The older generation's powerhouses could still enter, and Hong Ying was no exception.
She entered the space within the Nine Cauldrons, looked directly at the third cauldron, and then leapt out.
She was still a Hunter, but she was very close to becoming an Enlighter.
Just as she was about to step into the third cauldron, she was isolated by the flow diversion diagram, and she was sent flying back dozens of meters.
When she saw the flow diversion diagram, Hong Ying felt that it looked familiar, but she did not think too much about it. Instead, she took out her spear and stabbed out. The tip of her spear struck the flow diversion diagram, but it was useless. Hong Ying's expression changed, and behind her, Madam Red activated her imprint. Her power level increased, and she also stabbed out with her spear with the support of her martial imprint.
The same scene occurred once again, and her attack was completely useless.
Hong Ying landed on the ground. It must be that the older generation's powerhouses had discovered something and were trying to seize the opportunities within the Nine Cauldrons. She looked at the first cauldron that had shattered. That person had already seized the opportunity several years ago, and it had only been a few years since then. Who could it be?
Fan Shun had also arrived at the Daosource Sect's ruins.
He had immediately rushed over as soon as he had heard the news.
At this moment, there were no less than a hundred people in the Nine Cauldrons' space, and they all fell silent as they looked at the unconscious people on the ground.
Hong Ying turned around to look at Fan Shun.
Previously, they had not cared much about this Fan Realm Realmling, but during the Sovereign Tournament, this person had displayed terrifying strength, innate talent, battle techniques, and secret techniques. He truly lived up to his name as a Realmling, and Hong Ying was convinced of his abilities.
Fan Shun directly used his imprint on the medicine immortal, and the surrounding trees began to grow. Towering trees rose from the ground and transformed into a tree giant that slammed its palm towards the third cauldron.
This attack had been used during the Sovereign Tournament, and its power was immense, and Hong Ying had to admit that she was no match for it.
The tree giant slammed its palm against the flow diversion diagram that surrounded the third cauldron, and an enormous power spread out in all directions, transforming into lines that shot out in all directions.
Hong Ying's expression changed slightly as a line shot towards her. She stabbed out with her spear, but there was a thump as her body was sent flying back a hundred meters. Her palm trembled, and the web between her thumb and forefinger began to bleed. She looked up and saw that the third cauldron had not changed at all.
Fan Shun's attack had failed.
Bang bang bang!
The surroundings exploded as lines bombarded the Nine Cauldrons' space in all directions, distorting the void.
Over a hundred people panicked, afraid that they would be caught in the crossfire.
The towering trees all retreated, and Fan Shun frowned. He no longer attacked, and even his imprint disappeared.
Hong Ying asked, "It's useless?"
"He's here," Fan Shun said coldly.
Hong Ying's eyes narrowed. "Who?"
Fan Shun looked at Hong Ying. "Don't you think that the scene just now was very familiar?"
Hong Ying looked at the third cauldron and recalled the scene where the power had been dispersed. Her expression suddenly changed, and she stared at Fan Shun. "A sourcebox array. Lu Yin?"
Fan Shun's lips curled up. "He's finally returned after being missing for two years."
Hong Ying gritted her teeth and stared at the third cauldron. "He actually obtained the fortune of the Nine Cauldrons."
Fan Shun raised his head. "Only a supreme genius like him has the right to obtain the fortune of the Nine Cauldrons. Neither you nor I can break through this sourcebox array. Among our peers, even the Daosource Three Skies cannot break through it. The only way is to invite an Imprinter."
When he thought of this, he looked at the crowd. "Immediately invite an Imprinter. Tell him that Lu Yin is here."
"Wait." Hong Ying stopped him. "If an Imprinter comes, then we won't be able to obtain any of the fortune here."
Fan Shun was helpless. "If Lu Yin is here, then even if we call all of the Sixth Mainland's Daosource Three Skies and all of the Realmlings here, it'll be useless. Who can stop him? Who can snatch his fortune?"
Hong Ying wanted to retort, but she recalled the final battle of the Sovereign Tournament. All of the top experts had joined forces against Lu Yin, but none of them had been able to make him move a single step. That kind of hopeless disparity had been impossible to make up for, and even numbers could not make up for it.
Helpless, she could only feel indignant. How could such a freak appear among their peers?
Within the third cauldron, Lu Yin had heard the conversation between Fan Shun and the others, but he had no way of stopping them. All he could do was absorb as much of the cauldron's aura as possible before the Imprinter arrived.
Lu Yin was anxious, but Fan Shun and the others were even more anxious. They had always treated the Daosource Sect's ruins as the Sixth Mainland's land of fortune, but now, Lu Yin had snatched away what might have been their greatest fortune. They could not accept this no matter what.
Fan Shun was more aware of the bigger picture than Hong Ying, which was why he had immediately decided to invite an Imprinter.
He could only hope that Lu Yin would not snatch too many fortunes before the Imprinter arrived.
What kind of fortune had he obtained?
It would be great if they could capture Lu Yin and interrogate him. Of course, this was only a thought. With Lu Yin's status in the Fifth Mainland, even the Three Progenitors had to be wary of him.